Saab, come home to me...

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me.

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth.
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say My love! why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

(Longing By Matthew Arnold)
A night is over Saab, a day is almost over and no word from You.I wait for you...Dont make me wait so much.Its unbearable, this form of punishment. A slap,a punch maybe a caning anything that hurts but with You before me. Not this meaningless misery of separation. I am sorry. Call me..or better yet come back home to me...I long for You